Name at least10 people that influence you & why

1. My Dad, the ultimate mnaifestation of adoration.
2. My Mother,who is relentless in the pursuit of nowledge beyond deppression & illnesses ,I have to give her credit for the tenacity to live for what she believes.

3.My two sons. Hoping that one or the other would NOT have an IQ of G.W.
4, The Pope who proves to me that religion is idiocy in its best & a lethal poison of the innocent mind
5. Lewinsky , that many women are idots, battery included(me)
6. Nelson Mandela as an inspiration in adversity.

1. my housemates
2. my sister
3. my mates in my old hometown
4. my therapygroup
5. my therapists
6. my online mates
7. my cat Madeleine (when she's around I calm down easier)
8. my parents. I may not have any contact with them anymore, the way we were when we were still in touch, still influences me.
9. Random people who say hi or smile to me when they pass

I honestly can't think of any other people. I'm not that much in touch with people really, outside of therapy and my housemates that is :dry:

1. My father - he has the kindest heart and disapointing him breaks mine.
2. My mother - she has my future planned out.
3. My grandmother - she wants to control my life and tries.
4. My littler brother - I want him to be happy and try to make life easier for him.
5. Callie - best mate, I hate disapointing her so sometimes i catch myself doing things I wouldn't usually do.
6. Josh - I just want him to be happy, even if i tried to leave him alone i couldn't stay away for long.
7. Mrs Hull. - Maths teacher haha. She influences my life because the amount of maths she makes me do the more stressed I get.
8. My Auntie - Always around to see my msn names/dps and to decide that there's something to talk to my mother about.
9. Audrey - longest lasting friend, If there is anyway I can help her I try, I would do anyhting for her.
10. Rachel Scott - she's what i want ot be.

O.K....after writing this, I realized that I have 15 people who influence me the most...didn't think I had that many

Jesus who loves me when I can't love myself.

My Dad (God rest his soul) who always made me feel like the best thing that ever happened to him and was the source of my self-esteem. He made me believe I was wonderful.

My Mom, who shows me what strength and faith really are.

My husband, who shows me unconditional love and makes me feel like the only woman in the world, and makes me strive to be a better person every day of my life.

My brother, who shows me my capacity for love and who reminds me so much of my Dad.

My uncle for screwing our whole family over and who thus showed me my capacity for forgiveness, even though he is unrepentant. I would not have known what kind of forgiveness I was capable of were it not for him.

My mother-in-law, who showed me that you can love yourself even if you don't like the package you came in.

My father-in-law, who treats me like a daughter and reminds me what it's like to have a Dad again.

My step-dad who brought life and light into my Mother's life again when I never thought it possible.

Myself, who beats herself up every day for not being good enough, loving enough, selfless enough. Without myself I might just think I'm too good to be true

My best friend Jason, who shows me that there are good men out there who want nothing more than to love and be loved and who is one of the most loyal people I have ever met.

Pope John Paul II...who taught me how faith can make someone beautiful and who inspires me to live and die with an ephemeral grace that I cannot hope to match, but that I can certainly aspire to.

The Virgin Mary, who is graceful, strong and loving, who went through a mother's worst nightmare and still managed to be perfect.

My grandma, who shows me how vibrant and amazing someone can be at nearly 80 years old, and who has a sense of humor doing it.

My grandfather, who was the first man who ever loved me and who treated me not as a mistake but as a wonderful blessing.

1. Madeleine
2. My parents
3. My sister
4. My mates around here
5. My mates back where I used to live
6. My friends from secondary school
7. My therapy group
8. My therapists
9. Friends that I've met on the internet
10. Random people on the streets that wave back when you wave at them, or that smile at you or say hello :smile:

1.) My family, naturally, whether I wanted their influence or not.
2.) The people of the Bible--although I'm not a believer anymore--because their stories are part of the little culture I have.
3.) Jerzy Grotowski, because his philosophy inspires me and makes me feel less alone in my own theatrical endeavors.
4.) Albert Camus, because of his existential and absurdist writings and because he didn't really fit into either classification.
5.) Richard Wright, because his writings helped me understand myself and my culture better.
6.) Jules Verne, because his stories taught me that reality can be just as amazing as fantasy.
7.) Jean Genet, because he changed the way I look at flowers.
8.) A select few (primarily theater) actors, because they give me hope in contemporary theater and their work helps me to keep going.
9.) Stephen Sondheim, because he's a visionary.
10.) Eleanor Roosevelt, because every time her picture was shown in school, the kids would laugh and because she didn't let her looks, history, culture, or status stop her from doing what she knew to be right.
11.) My therapist, because she helps me deal with life and shows me another side to things.

Rick, my “Outreach Worker”, who got me the help I desperately needed XX

Patricia, my counsellor, who listened and did the same as Rick XX

Jasna - my other previous counsellor who also truly listened and started the whole ball rolling XX

The staff at the "Mobile Crisis Team" (who made "housecalls"!) XX

The entire staff on Ward T2 at the London Hospital who for a month and a half, gave me the best TLC I’ve ever had in my life. Especially "Dr. B." :stretcher :grouphug:

The staff at the “Respite House” who provided a welcome & wonderful haven when I needed to take some Time-out from the world (twice!) :stretcher

My friend Barb, who saw me at Hell’s Gate, never judged me, and helped me to laugh again XX

Mary Hynes, host of CBC “Tapestry”, who is not only a lively, wonderful host, but a genuine, sincere, and compassionate “Mensch” who kept in contact with me (and also aired my segment on her program!) :smile:

My friend Gabi & her husband, who even though they didn’t know how to help me at times, stuck with me, and did for me as much else as they possibly could XX

Jeannie, who has stuck by me through 'the thickest of thin' for several years, and who has allowed me to do the same for her (even though we have never actually met in RL!) XX

The enriching and spiritually sustaining music of Yes & Jon Anderson :stereo: (even though ol’ Jon seems to need to be a little more “grounded” here on this planet!) :wink:

Max Ehrmann - who wrote Desiderata (my very first "philosophy") :smile:

1: Charles Bukowski, he taught just what it was to feel
2: Neil Gaiman, he gave my childhood dreams and fears. Perhaps without him I wouldn't know nightmares. But I'd never have ventured into dreams.
3: Prof. Stahl, it is great to have a professor come to bat for you, especially after a long hiatus.
4: My ma, without a doubt the smartest person I know. Possible the strongest too.
5: My papa, taught me to read, to question everything.
6: R., he's been my best friend since i was 8 years old. Taught me not to project my feelings about myself on to others. Also, that being told no by a girl isn't the end of the world.
7: Tiff, my first kiss I'll never forget it.
8: Howard Zinn, for making history relevant to me
9: Michael Foucault, for his insight into how we classify and categorize the world around us.
10: John Kennedy Toole, for writing so well. I've always been so sorry that it took his suicide to have his genius published. I really wish I still had my copy of "A Confederacy of Dunces."